Ninja Consultant™

- indie IDW sixshot rp blog -

[sixsh0t-blog]

(( i. i can’t fuckin believe. tumblr flagged sixshot’s blog but not tarantulas’s. we all know who’s REALLY the explicit one here...

[dappermouth]

it calls to you from the vacant lot

[eabevella]

imagine megatron doing the chris pratt raptor/zoo keeper pose with the phase sixers

My quality contribution to the TF fandom

[somethingmoresubtle]

dog by trufours

[rp-memes-n-things]

Send ‘☺’ and my muse will have to compliment your muse, even if they don’t want to

Alternate: Send ‘☻’ for my muse to insult your muse instead

[howlingatmoondeaf]

[art-and-things-of-beauty]

Herbert Thomas Dicksee (1862-1942) - A pack of wolves howling at the moon, charcoal and gouache on paper, 47 x 69.2 cm.

[bevinget-archived-deactivated20]

Send me ♡ + a word, and I’ll write a headcanon.

[promptsareus-blog1]

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

[rpmemesandmusings]

send my muse ‘have you evers’ and they have to answer truthfully!

[criminarchy]

TF Beans:

Send me a “0″ and a ship and I’ll tell you:

How do they have a bean? (Include your headcanons!)

Would they have one bean or more than one bean? If more, how many?

What’s the bean’s shape? Size?

Is their bean an exceptionally cuddly squishy blob or no?

Does their bean have basic protoform appendages (chevron, finials, wings, etc.) forming yet? 

Is much is their bean dependent on them?

Who does the bean take after more physically?

Personality-wise, who is the bean more like?

How does their bean interact with other grown mechs?

How does their bean interact with other protoforms?

What sounds does their bean make? Are they quiet, make low booping, high beepings, or are they a wee lil screecher?

How does their bean move about?

Where and how often does their bean like to snooze?

[a-bucket-of-memes-and-musings]

My Muse is sending out gifts

Send 🎁 for a friendly gift from my muse

Send 💝 for a romantic gift from my muse

Send 💩 for a terrible/enemy gift from my muse

[thislovelylady]

Accuse my Muse of a crime. They can only respond with either Guilty or Not Guilty.

[toxic-night-mare]

[sixsh0t-blog]

@chosenmonarch - reset: pi-orion-actual-orbit. enable

Sixshot could never have predicted this happening. He and Starscream, face to face, both badgeless - and Sixshot the one with the lingering grudge-fueled vendetta. Decades ago it’d’ve been nonsensical, but after what Sixshot had gone through? No, no. Nothing made sense anymore, and he hardly cared.

All he knew was that Starscream, the rude little glitch, had offlined him with a single line of code instead of facing him head-on in combat. He knew there was no love lost between the two of them, but honestly? The least Starscream could have done was let Sixshot get a shot or two in first. In return he’d even have let Starscream fit a short villain’s monologue in there too.

Now it was time for comeuppance. What exactly that entailed, Sixshot wasn’t certain, but it was damn sure happening, now that he’d found him.

“I’ll ask again - any last words?”

[sixsh0t-blog]

beautyandthebadge

“No, I’m really not. Especially since Arcee is blue in my universe.”

Pink has never been a good fit for the Arcee that she knows and she takes a moment to imagine the energon colored mech painting herself pink and fails.

“That still doesn’t tell me who you are, though.”

Sixshot squints a little at that - a blue Arcee? - but lets the thought pass. 

“The name is Sixshot.” No faction, no city of origin, no extra details. “Should be enough to give you a bit of information about me if you feel like doing research. Or... well, you could ask directly.” A dismissive shrug. “Everymech who wants me offline is either dead, dissuaded, or bought off now, so I guess I’ve got nothing to hide.”

[sixsh0t-blog]

beautyandthebadge

A slow smirk turns up the corner of her mouth and she relaxes back against the wall. Weapons have been put away, which means this is now a conversation instead of a contest.

“Good to hear.”

She looks at her armor briefly and waves a hand through the air.

“I’ve never been known for subtlety. Does that mean you’re going to guess which one I am or do you need a hint?”

Oh, believe him - Sixshot doesn’t need a contest between the two of them. He’s already assessed her shooting abilities; he doesn’t need any further data on the subject. It’d just be wasteful and boring.

“Nah. Elita One. You’re not as...” How to describe it? There’s really only one way for him to put it. “...You’re just not Arcee.”